Epilogue: Winner Take All

"Lois...why did you fuck me?" Lucy Lane asked.

The Daily Planet's greatest reporter nearly spat out her tea. Angelica, in her human, waddled over behind her wife and patted her on the back as Lois choked as the tea went down the wrong pipe.

She needed something stronger than this...but it wasn't right to be the only one drinking, not with two pregnant women.

"I know it was you, Lois," Lucy said. The blonde was dressed in a pair of blue jeans that had been cut off at the knees to work with shorts, and a white wifebeater so thin Lois could see the purple bra underneath. She wasn't showing, yet, but most pregnancies were barely visible when only ten weeks along.

"I, uh," Lois sputtered and wiped her mouth. "I heard you were having a hard time getting pregnant, and I thought...I thought maybe I could..."

"Give me a hard time?" Lucy said, with some of their father's iron in their voice. "I was blackout drunk! I can't even remember it! You didn't even ask! You're my sister and now I have your fucking **** **** baby in me! Fuck you!"

Lucy Lane slammed her teacup down on the table hard. It broke off at the handle, bounced, and skidded across the floor. The angry, pregnant blonde turned ashy at this faux pas. She turned to Angie.

"I...I'm so sorry, I've just been..."

"Really emotional?" Angie said with a smile. One hand patted her swollen midsection. "Get used to that. But I think I see what the real problem is here. You, Lucy Lane, need to get laid."

"Oh God yes," Lucy sat back down heavily and slumped in her chair. "I haven't been able to get fucked in months. Nobody wants to have sex with a pregnant woman except for creepy virgins on the internet."

Angie nodded.

"The solution is simple, of course." She pulled out a pack of cards. "Let's play a game."

The game was blackjack. Blaze dealt.

"So...whoever loses has to have sex with whoever wins," Lucy said. She had a frown on her face, nearly identical to the frown on her sister's. "Doesn't that mean we all have sex anyway?"

"If you want. But you get to decide how you want to have sex. Maybe you just want me to eat your pussy while my wife watches? Or maybe you want us both to grind against her cock until she cums? Maybe I just wand Lois to edge while I fuck you with a strap-on?" Angie smiled beatifically. "The possibilities are endless."

Lucy turned to her sister. "And you're okay with this?"

Lois gave a weak grin. "I mean...I never told you, but...it's kind of how Angie and I met? And I did...have sex with you when you were asleep, so if Angie's cool with it, and you're cool with it, I do kind of owe you..."

The pregnant blonde gave a dead stare...then shook her head. "I wish I could still drink. Deal the cards."

Angelica Blaze Lane, twenty weeks pregnant with quintuplets, did just that. Her wife looked at her cards, and then the table.

Lois: (Q♣) 10♦

Lucy: (?) 6♣

Blaze: (?) 5♣

"Stay," the reporter said, an eerie creep down her spine. She wasn't sure what she would do if she did win this. It had been one thing to fuck her sister for babymaking purposes, but if she did it again...now...well, that was worse, wasn't it? The two of them knowingly breaking that last barrier between them...

"Hit me," Lucy said.

Blaze flipped up a card.

Lois: (Q♣) 10♦

Lucy: (?) 6♣ J♠

Blaze: (?) 5♣

The blonde chewed her lip for a moment...and then said: "Stay."

Lois tried to read Lucy's face. The blonde had never been much of a poker player, and Lois had the advantage of knowing her own cards. If Lucy had gotten 21, she would have declared it. She hadn't which meant it had to be twenty or less...high enough that Lucy didn't feel safe hitting again, for fear of going bust, but probably lower than what Lois had. At worst, they would be tied...

Which is why both sisters turned their eyes on Angie.

"Dealer hits," the pregnant demon said,

Lois: (Q♣) 10♦

Lucy: (?) 6♣ J♠

Blaze: (?) 5♣ 3♣

She studied the board carefully, and then said: "Dealer hits again."

Blaze turned over another card...and then tutted. "Bust. Show your cards."

Lois: Q♣ 10♦

Lucy: 3♠ 6♣ J♠

Blaze: 9♥ 5♣ 3♣ 6♥

"Lois wins," Angie said and smiled at her wife. "So, my dear, how do you want us?"

"I..." the dickgirl reporter turned to look her sister in the eye. There was something in there, an emotion Lois hadn't seen for a long time. Desperation, longing... Lois sighed. "I think we'll start off with both of you blowing me. Then I want Lucy to eat out my wife's pregnant cunt while I take my knocked-up little sister from behind."

The ladies were, surprisingly, very amenable to it. Perhaps too amenable. Lois wondered, as they moved to the bedroom, stripping off clothes and making quick trips to the bathroom to freshen up, whether this wasn't more of Blaze's demon magic. The same kind of thing that had gotten Lois into this mess in the first place. Something that pushed Lucy Lane and Lois to accepting the results of a silly card game and...and...

Lucy Lane stepped out of the bathroom naked, clean...and now, Lois thought she could discern just the smallest beginnings of a swell to that belly. Angelica Blaze Lane came out after her, much further along with her much larger pregnancy, the belly protuberant, the breasts swollen to much more than the bare palmfuls they had been five months ago, nipples darkened and spread. Lois sat on the edge of the bed, her prick at instant hardness as the two beauties settled on their knees on either side of her.

"The next time we play this game," the blonde said seriously, "You're the one going down on me."

"Next time?" Lois said, surprise in her voice...and then two women were licking and kissing her cock, and Lois Lane's curiosity was momentarily put on hold. She was smart enough to let the ladies just do their thing...and Lucy Lane was into it. Her face flushed, rubbing her cheeks against the reporter's cock, Blaze and Lucy both taking a testicle into their mouths and sucking on them.

Lois held on as long as she could. Until her cock quivered and she could feel the pressure build at the base of her prick...and she knew it was time.

"Okay. I need to fuck you. Everyone in position..."

Lucy Lane laid on her back. Her sister swallowed hard, mouth suddenly dry as she looked down at her sister...like she had seen her that night, two and half months ago.

"So this is the cock that knocked me up," Lucy said as she spread her legs, and reached down to spread her labia, flashing the bright, wet pink. She gave Lois a challenging grin. "Don't pull out."

"No," Angie said as she dropped into a squat over Lucy's face, her hands on the headboard for balance. "That would be a waste."

Lois Lane closed her eyes and thought about saying a prayer...asking for forgiveness for what she had done and was about to do...but it seemed pointless. So instead she opened her eyes, and with full awareness of what she was doing she slid her cock into her little sister's tight cunt.

The reporter could hardly know what it must feel like for Lucy Lane. Pregnant with her sister's baby, getting railed by her sister's cock, eating out her sister-in-law's cunt...but she was pent up, as pent up as Lois herself had been all those months ago on her night out. As they moved, the fit young woman writhed, and Lois reached up to squeeze those tits, wondering what they would be like as the pregnancy advanced. Lucy grabbed onto the bedsheets and moaned into Angie's pussy, and the demon began to grind her cunt into the young woman's face, and the sight of her wife's ass bobbing up and down made Lois plug her sister's slit harder and faster...

...they didn't cum all at once. Lois held on until she heard Lucy scream before she plugged away at her sister as hard and fast as possible, to blow her load as deep inside her sister's pregnant pussy as she could...and Angie finally pulled her pussy away with a sigh as Lucy went limp, panting, shuddering with the aftershock of her first real orgasm in months.

"Well," Angie said with a smile. "Shall we play again?"